Sloth

alternative pop, music box, creepy violins, cheery, sassy female

“Too Fucking Tired”

(Verse 1)

I was born in a bed, and I’ll die in one too,
If I lift up my ass, it’s a miracle, dude.
Ain’t done shit all day, but I’m worn the fuck out,
Took a nap at noon, then a nap on the couch.

I was gonna work out, I was gonna get fit,
Then I looked at the treadmill and said, “f*ck that shit”
You’re out there hustling? That’s cute, real nice,
While I’m busy debating if I’ll blink twice.

(Pre-Chorus)

Don’t call me, don’t text me, don’t ask me for shit,
If I ain’t dead in my sleep,  b*tch I’m still in it.
You want me to move? That’s a hard fucking no,
My body’s a temple—and that bitch is closed.

(Chorus - THE PEAK OF HUMAN LAZINESS)

I’m too fuckin’ tired, don’t ask me to stand,
If I drop my fork, guess I’m eatin’ with my hands.
I’d rather sit still, I’d rather decay,
If effort’s required, then count me away.
.

(Verse 2)

I was gonna go out, but then I remembered,
That outside is bullshit and inside is better.
I’d rather jerk off than go work at a store,
And if I get hungry? That’s why I order more.

I got dishes in the sink, I got clothes on the floor,
If I lose the remote,  it's TV no more.
I ain’t got no goals, I ain’t got no plan,
And my toxic trait? I just don’t give a damn.

(Pre-Chorus)

Don’t call me, don’t text me, don’t ask me for shit,
If I ain’t dead in my sleep,  b*tch im still in it.
You say I should care? Well, news flash, you’re wrong.
If not caring’s a crime, I’m f*cked with this song.

(Chorus)
I’m too fuckin’ tired, my give-a-fuck’s broke,
Success is a scam and ambition’s a joke.
Toxic trait? I don’t give a fuck,
If you see me movin’? It’s ‘cause I ran out of luck.

(Bridge - The Peak of Degeneracy)

The dishes? They’re soaking. The laundry? It’s fine.
The bills? Haven’t paid ‘em, but that’s future me’s time.
The gym? Fuck that noise. The job? It’s a scam.
You call me a failure? Well, I don’t give a damn.

(Outro - The Final Fuck-You to Productivity)

I was gonna do stuff, I really was,
But my bed is a bitch and I do what she does.
So if you need me? Well, tough fucking shit,
I’m too fucking tired to deal with it.

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“Too Fucking Tired” (Verse 1) I was born in a bed, and I’ll die in one too, If I lift up my ass, it’s a miracle, dude. Ain’t done shit all day, but I’m worn the fuck out, Took a nap at noon, then a nap on the couch. I was gonna work out, I was gonna get fit, Then I looked at the treadmill and said, “f*ck that shit” You’re out there hustling? That’s cute, real nice, While I’m busy debating if I’ll blink twice. (Pre-Chorus) Don’t call me, don’t text me, don’t ask me for shit, If I ain’t dead in my sleep, b*tch I’m still in it. You want me to move? That’s a hard fucking no, My body’s a temple—and that bitch is closed. (Chorus - THE PEAK OF HUMAN LAZINESS) I’m too fuckin’ tired, don’t ask me to stand, If I drop my fork, guess I’m eatin’ with my hands. I’d rather sit still, I’d rather decay, If effort’s required, then count me away. . (Verse 2) I was gonna go out, but then I remembered, That outside is bullshit and inside is better. I’d rather jerk off than go work at a store, And if I get hungry? That’s why I order more. I got dishes in the sink, I got clothes on the floor, If I lose the remote, it's TV no more. I ain’t got no goals, I ain’t got no plan, And my toxic trait? I just don’t give a damn. (Pre-Chorus) Don’t call me, don’t text me, don’t ask me for shit, If I ain’t dead in my sleep, b*tch im still in it. You say I should care? Well, news flash, you’re wrong. If not caring’s a crime, I’m f*cked with this song. (Chorus) I’m too fuckin’ tired, my give-a-fuck’s broke, Success is a scam and ambition’s a joke. Toxic trait? I don’t give a fuck, If you see me movin’? It’s ‘cause I ran out of luck. (Bridge - The Peak of Degeneracy) The dishes? They’re soaking. The laundry? It’s fine. The bills? Haven’t paid ‘em, but that’s future me’s time. The gym? Fuck that noise. The job? It’s a scam. You call me a failure? Well, I don’t give a damn. (Outro - The Final Fuck-You to Productivity) I was gonna do stuff, I really was, But my bed is a bitch and I do what she does. So if you need me? Well, tough fucking shit, I’m too fucking tired to deal with it.

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